Strict Parents
I always thought my parents were quite strict, but I can't think of anything they actually banned me from doing, whereas a good friend was under no circumstances allowed to watch ITV because of the adverts.
This week's Time Out mentions some poor sod who was banned from sitting in the aisle seats at cinemas because, according to their mother, "drug dealers patrol the aisles, injecting people in the arm."
What were you banned from doing as a kid by loopy parents?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
I always thought my parents were quite strict, but I can't think of anything they actually banned me from doing, whereas a good friend was under no circumstances allowed to watch ITV because of the adverts.
This week's Time Out mentions some poor sod who was banned from sitting in the aisle seats at cinemas because, according to their mother, "drug dealers patrol the aisles, injecting people in the arm."
What were you banned from doing as a kid by loopy parents?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
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Chewing Gum
I was never allowed chewing gum or bubblegum when I was a kid, as a result of this me and my brothers were completely obsessed with it.
One day I went round to my friend, Mary-Ann's house, and was given a stick of wrigleys.
I was in heaven!
I chewed an chewed for the rest of the afternoon, then when my Mum came to pick me up, I carefully wrapped it back up in the silver paper and hid it for later.
At bedtime I could hardly wait to unwrap it and have another go. I chewed and chewed until eventually I fell asleep, the gum fell out of my mouth and got tangled in my hair. The next day I awoke to find my hair completely matted on one side. I had to confess all to my Mum, who then (badly) scissored off one side of my hair, leaving the other half as it was.
I looked awful.
Incidentally, I wasn't allowed to watch ITV either, in case I saw adverts.
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 13:54, Reply)
I was never allowed chewing gum or bubblegum when I was a kid, as a result of this me and my brothers were completely obsessed with it.
One day I went round to my friend, Mary-Ann's house, and was given a stick of wrigleys.
I was in heaven!
I chewed an chewed for the rest of the afternoon, then when my Mum came to pick me up, I carefully wrapped it back up in the silver paper and hid it for later.
At bedtime I could hardly wait to unwrap it and have another go. I chewed and chewed until eventually I fell asleep, the gum fell out of my mouth and got tangled in my hair. The next day I awoke to find my hair completely matted on one side. I had to confess all to my Mum, who then (badly) scissored off one side of my hair, leaving the other half as it was.
I looked awful.
Incidentally, I wasn't allowed to watch ITV either, in case I saw adverts.
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 13:54, Reply)
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